We got our first ultrasound yesterday. For those of you bored enough to watch, here is the video I took.
Posted on April 22, 2009 in section
Family | 1 Comment
If you know me, then you probably know that I eat a lot of salads for lunch. That or
Hot Pockets. Both
Giant and
Darrenkamps have salad bars, but for some reason Giant's bar treats me the same as the Hot Pockets. Therefore, I usually frequent Darrenkamps.
While assembling my leafy cuisine today, I started thinking about a few unwritten aspects of the salad bar.
Have you noticed that there are no directions on how to navigate the salad bar, yet MOST of us can figure it out? It's pretty cool that the human brain can infer the most efficient method of navigation when presented a long hollow table with metal buckets full of ingredients.
That being said, how do people screw up a process that has obviously been written into our DNA through thousands of generations of evolution? The comparison is as clear as day: Sabre-toothed tiger=salad bar. Whatever.
I got behind a lady today that had no clue how to navigate the bar. It was really
depressing. Everyone knows that you get your plate/tray and move down the line. This lady was getting iceberg lettuce, and then bacon bits, and then romaine, and then croutons. I felt like I was in a game of Pong (because the lettuces and toppings are always at opposite ends of the bar).
This brings me to the sneeze guard. The ones at Darrenkamps and Giant are ok because they're rigid. They don't move when you touch them. Some places use guards that are
hung by chains. They might work for shorter people, but I'm 6 feet tall. The guard usually comes down to my elbow. As a result, I have to bend down a foot or more to get my shoulder under the tray to reach the dehydrated eggs chunks.
Sometimes I don't make it low enough and tap the guard. Then I get the
evil eye from all the other buffet mongers. Sorry folks. Sue me for not bending enough.
Finally, I'd like to get back to the toppings. Am I the only person that's had the urge to switch the utensils around? Does broccoli really need a slotted spoon, and what genius decided that the bacon bits should have tongs today?
I know that I could organize that better, but I can't. The risk of cross contamination is too high. How would you feel if you wanted a couple krab chunks but you can now distinctly taste banana peppers? You also don't want to get pickle juice in the bleu cheese chunks. I'm pretty sure that's what caused Polio.
Posted on February 6, 2009 in section
Rants | 5 Comments